Sometimes, the best way to help someone is just to be near them.
Ingenuity requires creativity.
Change, like healing, takes time.
Maybe there’s more we all could have done, but we just have to let the guilt remind us to do better next time.
In ‘Insurgent’ we realise how large the world really is
My mother told me once that we can’t survive alone, but even if we could, we wouldn’t want to. Without a faction we have no purpose and no reason to live.
Do remember, though, that sometimes the people you oppress become mightier than you would like.
It’s strange how a word, a phrase, a sentence, can feel like a blow to the head.
Sometimes crying or laughing are the only options left, and laughing feels better right now.
There is always somthing to learn, always somthing that is important to understand
Every faction conditions its members to think and act a certain way. And most people do it. For most people, it’s not hard to learn, to find a pattern of thought that works and stay that way. But our minds move in a dozen different directions. We can’t be confined to one way of thinking, and that terrifies our leaders. It means we can’t be controlled. And it means that no matter what they do, we will always cause trouble for them.
The truth has a way of changing people’s plans.
One choice can transform you. One choice can destroy you. Once choice will define you.
There are so many ways to be brave in this world. Sometimes it involves giving up everything you have ever known, or everyone you have ever loved for the sake of something greater.
To me, when someone wrongs you, you both share the burden of that wrongdoing—the pain of it weighs on both of you. Forgiveness, then, means choosing to bear the full weight all by yourself.
If I let a little of the emotion out, all of it will come out, and it will never end.
I wonder if fears ever really go away, or if they just lose their power over us.
Since I was young, I have always known this: Life damages us, every one. We can’t escape that damage. But now, I am also learning this: We can be mended. We mend each other.
Writing means not just staring ugliness in the face, but finding a way to embrace it.
I know that change is difficult, and comes slowly, and that it is the work of many days strung together in a long line until the origin of them is forgotten.
Some people will always fear change. But we can’t indulge them.
Dauntless: being brave in the midst of fear.
We’ve all started to put down the virtues of the other factions in the process of bolstering our own. I don’t want to do that. I want to be brave, and selfless, and smart, and kind, and honest.” He clears his throat. “I continually struggle with kindness.
I ignore my fear,” he says. “When I make decisions, I pretend it doesn’t exist.” I stare at him for a second. I can’t help it. To me there’s a difference between not being afraid and acting in spite of fear, as he does.
We kiss again and this time, it feels familiar. I know exactly how we fit together, his arm around my waist, my hands on his chest, the pressure of his lips on mine. We have each other memorized.
